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Embracing a Challenge
by Willia Edwards
One of the things I love so much about writing is that it is always changing. I’ve never written the same story twice—no matter what some non-romance readers might think—and I don’t think I ever would. I tend to get bored easily, and what I love most about writing is I can always find a new story to tell, a new world to explore, a new character to rout for. Whether it’s ranching, organic farm, ocean oil drilling, there’s a new fun thing to research and learn about.
It thought I’d tackled a lot of topics in my seven year long writing career, but when an anthology request came out from Totally Bound Publishing for ménage stories I realized there was a hole in my otherwise through ménage history.
I’ve written a lot of ménages where together two guys decide they want one woman. I’ve written a few about brothers that want to share. I’ve written a couple where the two men fight and can’t stand each other. And I even have one where the two male characters are in love with each other as well as the heroine. But I’d never written a story where one male character brings another into the relationship.
And on starting to write this story I realized why. Finding the motivation for my character Raj to invite another man into his relationship with Stella was difficult to determine. It was hard for me to understand why a man would be interested in doing such a thing. It took me several thousand words of exploration to realize Raj’s motivation, which he details clearly here to Ozzy.
Ozzy eyes widened. “You like to watch or something kinky like that? I should have known. British and Indian, you were bound to have some sexual kinks.”
Raj laughed too. He’d heard Kama Sutra jokes his whole life. This was nothing new. “Sure, I plan to watch you two together. But that’s not why I want to do this.”
“Then why are you suggesting it? Lord knows if I had an amazing girlfriend, I wouldn’t offer to bring another guy into our bed.” Ozzy scraped the label on the beer bottle, creating a divot in the soaked paper.
His words only confirmed the truth. Ozzy did want Stella. And from the sounds of it—though he doubted Ozzy would admit it—it wasn’t just about sex. Tons of beautiful women came to the Rockshore every day. Ozzy understood Stella was special.
“It’s not about me at all, mate. It’s about her. I want to make her happy.”
In the end, Raj’s motivation to bring Ozzy into their relationship was the maybe one of the simplest motivations I’ve ever written. He wants to make the woman he loves happy. Which to mean seems to be the best quality a romance hero can have. You can have your alpha males, your doms and cowboys, I want a hero that’s going to put his heroine first. No matter what she needs.
Now Stella, Ozzy and Raj’s story has been released as part of the Three’s a Charm anthology from Totally Bound Publishing and I couldn’t be prouder of this work. I’m so excited I decided to embrace a new challenge. And I can’t wait to have the opportunity to do it again.
In the meantime, I hope you’ll check out their story and all the other amazing tales in the new Three’s a Charm anthology, now available for download off Totally Bound website’s.
‘Ménage on the Rocks’ by Willa Edwards
Take two stubborn people, add another determined to make them all happy, mix in a creative use of chocolate and you get one hot Ménage on the Rocks.
As manager of the Rockshore Tavern and Grill, Stella Matthews has to deal with a lot of difficult personalities. But none are more difficult than the Rockshore’s demanding chef Ozzy DeMeer. Luckily, she has her boyfriend Raj Anand—the Rockshore’s most popular bartender—to keep her sane.
But when Raj suggests that maybe the reason she and Ozzy are so combative is because they are attracted to each other, she doesn’t know what to say, but no, no, no. NO! Not easily convinced, Raj approaches Ozzy with a special proposal and together they hatch a plan to give Stella what she really wants—a hot man sandwich—even if she doesn’t know it yet.
The chemistry between the three of them is explosive. But when fireworks in the bedroom turn into even bigger fireworks at the Rockshore, Stella walks away, unwilling to risk her reputation and position for a little bit of fun. Can two determined men convince her that love is worth the risk? Or is their blissful ménage determined to hit the rocks before they’ve even started?
Reader Advisory: This book contains anal sex and inappropriate uses of food.
“He’s my employee. He has to respect me.” That was what their fighting was about. Only that.
Raj nodded. “That could be it. Or…” His words drifted off and she almost screamed, come on, tell me. But she held back, fairly sure she didn’t want to hear what he said next.
He traced a finger down her cheek. Even with the unpleasant turn of the conversation, his touch still sent pleasure tingling beneath her skin. “Or maybe you fancy him?”
Stella yanked back. Oh, she’d been right. She hadn’t wanted to hear that. “Are you kidding me? Of course not.”
“It’s all right, love. You can tell me. I won’t be too jealous.” He waggled his eyebrows, clearly trying to lighten the tension but falling short.
She wasn’t interested in Ozzy. Sure, she’d thought him attractive when they’d first met. Hot even. With a toned body and those deep blue eyes that looked like he knew what she wanted… How she wanted to be commanded in the bedroom. What woman wouldn’t be attracted to that?
Then he’d opened his mouth and the illusion had shattered. More than shattered. The illusion had been smashed, stabbed and spat on.
“I’m not attracted to him. That man is so arrogant I can’t stand to be in the same room as him. We fight like cats and dogs.”
“Or like the girl on the playground punching the boy she has a crush on.”
“If that’s how I deal with attraction, you should be wearing a cup.”
He pressed a kiss to the corner of her mouth but otherwise ignored her comment. He shifted a little closer. The bulge of his erection pressed into her stomach. She would have thought talking about her possibly having feelings—but definitely not having feelings—for another man would cool his ardor. Not Raj.
“All that sexual tension has to come out somehow. Busting out in shouts and anger—“
“About grilled cheese.”
Raj nodded. “Yeah, maybe.”
Stella rolled her eyes. “You’re insane. I don’t want Ozzy. I have no need for a pompous man in my restaurant or my bedroom.”
Raj scanned her face. He could look all he liked. He wouldn’t find anything. She didn’t want Ozzy. She was one hundred percent positive.
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